Flora Quotes

Flora and Fauna

Two Greek Goddesses, the first of plants, the second of animals.

Tell me now in what hidden way isLady Flora the lovely Roman?Where's Hipparchia, and where is Thais,Neither of them the fairer woman?Where is Echo, beheld of no man,Only heard on river and mere—She whose beauty was more than human?—But where are the snows of yester-year?

Miss Flora McFlimsey of Madison Square, Has made three separate journeys to Paris, And her father assures me each time she was there That she and her friend Mrs. Harris * * * * * * Spent six consecutive weeks, without stopping In one continuous round of shopping, * * * * * * And yet, though scarce three months have passed since the day This merchandise went on twelve carts, up Broadway, This same Miss McFlimsey of Madison Square The last time we met was in utter despair Because she had nothing whatever to wear.

The emphasis on Flora, fauna, and beings makes the exhibit a most intriguing and artistic one for it brings forth those strange memories and psychic feelings that mystify and fascinate all of us. (remark in 1957)

O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth. Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth.

…the end result of the adoption of permaculture strategies in any country or region will be to dramatically reduce the area of the agricultural environment needed by the households and the settlements of people, and to release much of the landscape for the sole use of wildlife and for re-occupation by endemic Flora.

By the dew drop of Celestine dawn though saw a dream Like a shining star of the Milky Way, I rest on the stream Thy circular flow is constant rhythm of my fight Your ancient stone is timeless Flora of thy sight Fortunate to behold the lord of the world so near You never know when and how you are his dear Divinity all over from sand lowest to peak highest Faith in the tinkling bells never moved slightest As essence of his kingdom’s innermost purity Blessed to worship the brightest in darkest sanctuary.

A poem on Odissi in "The Glimpse of Indian Classical Dance", p.54

British Gazetters of the Raj era, those marvellously accurate records of the minutiae of Indian life, mention the presence of "thousands of rosewood inlay workers" in Mysore during the 19th Century. With their "wondrous and unparalleled" skills of inlaying finely etched ivory motifs on rosewood surfaces, they literally captured a panorama of India, its festivals, Flora and fauna.

Pushpa Chari, in [Intricate patterns] (Wood Inlay)

O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been Cooled a long age
in the deep-delved earth, Tasting of Flora and
the country green, Dance, and Proven
c° al song, and sunburnt mirth! O for a beaker full
of the warm South, Full of the true,
the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles
winking at the brim, And purple-stained
mouth; That I might drink,
and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade
away into the forest dim.

I
am heartily glad you continued to like Waverley to the endthe hero is a
sneaking piece of imbecilityand if he had married Flora
she would have set him up upon the chimney-pieceas
Count Boralaski'swifeusedto dowith him.